Granny had the clothespins in the pockets of her apron. They were handy to grab with one hand while her other hand held the corner of the sheet to the clothesline. I never knew her to have a clothes dryer.
I can’t imagine standing in the summer heat to hang laundry these days. I’m thankful for the convenience of our washer and dryer. Though there was something about the fresh smell of clothes dried in the sun.
For now I’ll enjoy the memories of long ago days standing next to granny in her small patch of backyard. Of running between the sheets as the wind blew them about and hearing her give in to laughter at the display of it all.
Whatever granny did there would be laughter. A precious gift easily shared.
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